I never update my blog...

maybe I will start (again).

I am writing a book. I've written more on it than I've ever written on one piece, so that's a big deal.

Here's a short excerpt from it. I'm practicing with letting people read things. This part is in a section that describes' a few of each of the main character's unrealized ideas.

The book is (ironically?) about creative stagnation and about what drives people to make things and what people get distracted and inspired by. This particular page is 'cute,' more so than the rest of the book. I ain't Miranda July or nothing.

Libi

Libi thinks she will start a record and book store of her own. Instead of categorizing things alphabetically or by boring genre-related sections such as “true crime” or “country,” she will make the experience of browsing the store itself a perfect adventure.

In one corner, next to each other:
“Books With Perfect First Lines” and “Albums Too Sad Too Sleep To Even Though They Sound Sleepy."

Along the right hand wall:
“Books With Funny Author Photos."

Next to that:
“Albums For Driving With The Windows Rolled Down and/or Bicycling After The Apocalypse.”

There will be a small endcap of “Albums People Who Work Here Lost Their Virginity Too” and another one of “Books With Characters That Remind The Owner Of This Store Of A Boy Named Peter” and another “Albums For First Kisses” and another “Books Whose Movie Adaptations Are Better Than The Books Themselves, Which Is A Rare Thing – Sorry We Don’t Sell Movies.”

If you bought a book at the store, you’d be given a small handmade blank journal. If you brought it back with a short story in it, the story would be shelved under “Stories Written By People Who Shop Here” -- if anyone bought your story, later, you'd get the ten dollars the store charged for it as store credit -- and you’d be given a blank CD. If you brought the CD back with a mix of “Songs To Play In A Record Store,” it would go into regular rotation and you would receive a small lifetime discount.

Libi thinks maybe if she ran the store for a few years she would start some other projects too. She would start drawing pictures of the people who made the mixes, or illustrating the Stories Written By People Who Shop Here. The store would get a kind of cult following, adorable people would travel to shop there, it would be like The Factory without drugs. Maybe they would hold contests and all of Libi's friends could play their songs and then they could record the shows and sell "Live from Levy-Land" albums. It wouldn't really by called "Levy-Land," though, she would come up with a less narcissistic and more precious name, a name that would force itself out of everyone's mouth just because it was so fun to say.